Chapter 9 The dispute begins!
The riot was premeditated, with arson and murder. The crowds of people in the already crowded streets exploded instantly, with cries and wailings filled with panic.
Then those who could still remain calm followed the example of Zhang Cishun and the others and began to break through.
This is because Zhang Cishun and Jing Shuo have been consciously observing all the passing paths around them from the beginning, and no matter how many marchers from other directions come to join them at their location, they are always on the edge.
They don't have to deal with rioting crowds.
Someone was chasing them behind them. Zhang Cishun looked back and saw that they were from Xiacheng District.
After confirming that they were not those responsible for arson and murder, Zhang Ci withdrew his gaze.
The streets and alleys in Shangcheng District are well-proportioned, and the standard Tianzi grid greatly facilitates Zhang Cishun and Jing Shuo's travel.
The pursuers behind them knew very well that having so many people running in one direction would make the target too large, so they cleverly spread out at the forks in the road.
Jing Shuo chose alleys, and the alleys behind the buildings were not as glamorous as those facing the public. Every once in a while you can see a row of tin trash cans filled with garbage displayed on one side.
In some ancient buildings, you can also see safety ladders spiraling down from the upper floors.
The two of them, plus their tail who had been following them from the beginning, had never fallen behind or turned. The three of them finally slowed down their galloping pace after running wildly.
The sound of the commotion had disappeared, and Zhang Cishun gasped and said: "We changed directions three times and passed through at least four blocks...but I'm afraid it's still too close." The riot will spread with the fleeing people
, Zhang Cishun knows this, and Jing Shuo also understands this.
Jing Shuo slowed down, partly to soothe his fast-running heart and lungs, and partly to confirm the direction to move forward.
The man following the two of them said nothing, just panting silently.
Jing Shuo glanced at him. The hood on his head fell down because of the running and the tear caused by the previous knife attack. The long tear also exposed the clothes he was wearing. clothes inside.
He also revealed the short knife he had been holding in his hand.
That bloody dagger.
"Don't be nervous, I don't mean any harm."
As if he was afraid that Jing Shuo would stab him without saying a word, the man took two steps back in a hurry, took off his hood, and revealed his face.
It was a skinny face with sunken cheeks and dark, chapped faces.
But obviously Jing Shuo didn't know him, let alone Zhang Cishun.
"I heard about you when I was in Xiacheng District..." He said: "Jing Shuo!"
"There are many people in Xiacheng District who have heard of me. Who do you think you are?" Jing Shuo raised his hand, and the blood-stained knife slid along the torn part of his cloak. The mouth stretched out and the tip was pointed at him.
"Stay away, I don't mind killing another one."
Before the chaos broke out, his position in the team was not far from Zhang Cishun and the others, so when Jing Shuo took out the knife to kill, he witnessed the whole process.
The face of the twelve-year-old is still a little immature, but the awe of life is no longer in his indifferent eyes.
People in Xiacheng District usually don't have a reverence for life, but Jing Shuo is the best among them.
Otherwise, a twelve-year-old boy would not be able to keep a house by himself.
"I'm going, I'm going."
Perhaps because he was frightened by Jing Shuo, the other party walked very neatly.
Zhang Cishun stared at him until the fork in the road they passed before turned and disappeared, and then he looked away.
Jing Shuo took back the dagger, thought for a moment, took off his cloak, and wiped the blood on the knife with it.
Then he threw it into the trash bin not far away.
"This was a premeditated attack. I saw the man's face, which was very clean and not from Xiacheng District," Zhang Cishun said.
Jing Shuo nodded in agreement, recalling the riot scene at that time. No one would believe it if it was an unplanned attack, but who were the arsonists and murderers? Why?
He frowned and thought for a long time, but couldn't think of anything.
"No matter what their purpose was, it has obviously been achieved or most of it has been achieved. The parade has fallen into a riot, and the riot will soon spread to the entire upper city as the flow of people disperses." "It will not be peaceful here
. Too long." Zhang Cishun said.
While talking, Jing Shuo suddenly pulled Zhang Cishun into the shadows. What Zhang Cishun was about to say suddenly fell silent.
Amidst the quiet breathing, the narrow light and shadow reflected on the ground quickly passed by several figures.
"The riot has spread." Jing Shuo said.
"Are there any other defense forces in the upper city?"
"City Guards."
"We can't run anymore. The streets and alleys of the upper city will soon be filled with rioting crowds. No matter where we run, the final result will be It's the same."
"But we have to find a way to take advantage of this chaotic period to return to the middle city or even the lower city before the city guards or even the wilderness army take action. The upper city is no longer safe for us," Jing Shuo said. : "If you stay here, the only result is to be arrested."
"I know, but I don't think now is a good time to leave. Let's hide first and wait until the situation calms down before going back quietly. And I I think we need to know who led this riot and why."
"Why? Is this important?" Jing Shuo asked.
"Because we were among the people marching, many people saw it." Zhang Cishun said: "If we return to Xiacheng District without knowing anything, and Shangcheng District decides to do so because of this riot that can be called an attack, If we dig out everyone involved, it will be very dangerous for us to go back without knowing anything." "
Xiacheng District is very chaotic, and they can't find it." "
No, don't underestimate the power they can exert."
Zhang Cishun was very worried. Rarely did he talk to Jing Shuo so firmly. After a period of silence, Jing Shuo agreed with Zhang Cishun's idea.
But a new problem arose.
In this uptown area that can be described as strange, where can we find a safe enough shelter?
"The streets are very dangerous, so..." Zhang Cishun stretched out his hand and pointed his finger above his head.
Jing Shuo looked up and saw the spiral staircase.
"You want to... go to the Uptown people's houses? I don't think that's a good idea, they have guns." "
We can just avoid the occupied houses. If not... I think the Uptown people You don't always live with a gun."
"Okay, I'm so loud, you have a point." Jing Shuo curled his lips.
This is an expression that is hard to see on his face normally. Only at this time did Zhang Cishun realize that the boy in front of him was only twelve years old.
(End of chapter)